"Why do you have to do so many things when you are a king? You just promised to lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and then wake up and take over the world?" Looking at the pile of memorials, Jin Yao put his forehead on his hands. He had already allocated two CPUs to process them. Why still?
Can’t finish watching it?
Bingbai Shen smiled and said nothing, he couldn't do it anyway!
"Why can Ying Zheng still run around and wander around, but I have to live deep in the palace!" Jin Yao looked up to the sky and sighed. Only when he truly became a king did he realize that being a king is not that easy.
"Professional things need to be done by professional people, because you don't have a prime minister who can help you handle state affairs!" The red-haired god came up with a feasible solution.
Jin Yao was silent, Zhao Bao went on strike, and the Zhao royal family members went on strike, so all the big and small matters were directly reported to Handan and given to him.
That is to say, the military still has Lian Po, Li Mu, Le Cheng and others in charge. He only needs to sign and seal it without thinking too much.
But political affairs were different. There was no one to help him take care of it. All matters, big and small, were left to him. Even the loss of a chicken in Handan City had to be reported to him.
"How about bringing Li Si here?" Jin Yao suddenly thought that Li Si should still be a retainer under Lu Buwei's family now, so the possibility of bringing him over is quite high.
After all, at this time, there are only a few names that can be beaten. The famous and capable one seems to be Li Si. Others like Zhang Liang, Zhang Cang, Chen Ping, Cao Shen, Xiao He are still too young and not good.
Even if I find them, they are not from Zhao.
"Forget it!" Jin Yao shook his head and rejected it. Ying Zheng hasn't noticed Li Si yet. If he really sends people to find Li Si, Qin's eyes and ears will definitely pay attention to him, allowing Ying Zheng to come into contact with Li Si early.
That is to really turn what was originally an epic, hell-difficulty start into a mythical start.
"Who else is there?" Jin Yao secretly speculated in his heart, who else is famous in this era?
The State of Zhao did not lack generals, but what it lacked was the population. Even though the State of Zhao, like the State of Qin, annexed the grasslands and got the best areas of the grasslands, no one took care of them and turned these things into substantial benefits.
"How is Lian Po?" the red-haired god asked with a smile.
Jin Yao frowned. This was his biggest headache right now. Lian Po had always wanted to promote treason in Zhao and turn Zhao into a pure military state.
In other words, Lian Po wanted to become the prime minister of Zhao State and control both the military and political power.
Jin Yao didn't mind delegating power, but the problem was that the Zhao State's treasury was already empty. When he found Zhong Zai to take a look at his treasury, the huge treasury was empty enough to run a horse.
"Or you can go to Mr. Yangquan and compromise with the Zhao clan!" Bingbai Shensha said with a smile.
Jin Yao rolled his eyes, Zhao Guo's position was vacant, and the Zhao family went on strike to force him to compromise and return the power to the clan again.
In that case, he would be ignored by the Zhao royal family, and he would be unable to do anything with his empty throne.
In addition to Lian Po, there were also the remaining ministers of the Zhou Dynasty who also coveted the position.
But Jin Yao simply ignored it. If he was really capable, he wouldn't have let King Zhou Nan go into debt and the Zhou family would be destroyed by Qin. It's okay for these people to take care of the place, and forget about the rest.
"The Kingdom of Zhao is really in a mess!" Jin Yao complained. No wonder King Zhao Xiaocheng would make frequent mistakes. This Zhao Kingdom has considerable strength in cards, but in reality, it has no one, no money, and no food. It is the only one.
The souvenir is actually a war horse that cannot be sold.
"There's obviously someone there, so you don't need to do it yourself!" the red-haired killer looked at Jin Yao and said.
"Who?" Jin Yao wanted to know, whether he or the Mo family, who else could serve as the prime minister of Zhao.
"Famous master, Mr. Gongsun Long!" the red-haired divine killer replied.
I'm also a little speechless. People are all nepotistic. You almost eloped with someone's daughter, but you don't even know how to use it.
"Gongsun Long? Isn't he the Great General of Wei?" Jin Yao really never thought about Gongsun Long.
With the power of a famous man, if he wanted to go to a big country, he would be absolutely welcomed by all countries, but Gongsun Long ran to Weiguo. It was obvious that he knew the power of the world, so he avoided it directly.
"Today is different from the past. In the past, you and Gongsun Guinu could not get together because of their status.
But it's different now. You are the king of a country. It's normal to marry the legitimate daughter of a family, and then use your father-in-law as your prime minister. No one can say anything!" Bingbai Shensha also said.
Jin Yao slapped his head, and it seemed that was indeed the case. Anyway, the world had been changed beyond recognition by him. In this case, it was better to drag famous people into trouble.
As the second most powerful people after famous scholars, famous people are best at analyzing the current situation. It seems that having famous people join them will be of great benefit to the State of Zhao.
"Then let's issue an edict to ask Mr. Gongsun Long to join Zhao as prime minister, and then issue an edict to marry Gongsun Linglong!" Jin Yao thought of it and did it.
"..." The red-haired and ice-white god was speechless, "Can you chew the meat in your mouth first before eating from the pot?"
"???" Jin Yao was stunned. When did he eat from the bowl and look into the pot?
"You must first marry the King of Zhao, then make it legitimate for yourself to get the Kingdom of Zhao, then be crowned king, and finally you can think of other things." Bingbai Shensha said helplessly.
"..." Jin Yao looked up at the sky, meaning that he would have to solve Zhao Guo's mess for a few more months before he could ask Gongsun Long.
"You are really not suitable to be the king. Even if you can't let Mr. Gongsun Long be the prime minister of Zhao now, you can still invite someone to assist you as a guest minister!" Bingbai Shensha said helplessly, even with some doubts.
Should he be the King of Zhao himself, or should Jin Yao be the King of Zhao?
"Can it still be like this?" Jin Yao was confused.
"..." Bingbai God Sha Fu'e, you really don't understand anything about it.
Every successor does not have his own shogunate team before he succeeds. Even if Ying Zheng returns to Qin and becomes the King of Qin, Qin Prince Chu will leave him enough team members to allow him to successfully succeed to the throne.
You are awesome, Hong Hong, you have nothing, so you came to the Zhao Kingdom to become the king alone, and then you also threw aside the remaining ministers of the Zhou Dynasty who were absolutely yours.
Jin Yao held his forehead, well, he really didn't know that being a king had to take care of so many things. He thought that being a king really meant being a king, and then he gave an order, and the tiger's body shook, and the great talents paid homage to him.
Finally, an edict came out of Handan and reached Weiguo, inviting Gongsun Long to join Zhao.
"This kid!" Gongsun Long handed the secret letter to Gongsun Linglong.
"Father, are you going?" Gongsun Linglong knew very well that Mingjia came to Weiguo because he wanted to avoid the general trend of the world.
"Go, why don't you go? I also want to see this kid in embarrassment now. That scene must be very exciting!" Gongsun Long said with a smile.
It’s not that he has never been around in the Zhao Kingdom. He is very clear about the officialdom and court of the Zhao Kingdom. As for famous people being dragged into the water, he actually also knows very well. In the face of this general trend of unification of the world, no one can hide from all schools of thought.